by Jessie Wolf
Stooge one and two grab weapons of opportunity. A broken bottle and a piece of old two by four. Now in this kind of a fight those are two very nasty weapons, normally, but I’m not your normal street fighter. I’ve been in my fair share over the years, plus I have more training than everyone here. Only Alice has anything close to my training, and she would lose against me, I just have more experience.
Time to end this little dust up before it gets out of hand; I get a hard lock on both weapons for my anti-personnel lasers and fire. The twin beams of ruby death destroy their weapons before they can even register what happen. “Boy’s if I were you I’d run for your lives, because I’m done playing around.” All three stooges look at me as if I just stepped out of the very gates of Hell. Needless to say they took off the moment I gave them the chance. When I turn around Alice has Bethany by the hair lifting her off the ground slapping her in the face, repeatedly, all the while saying.
“Don’t you ever think you’re better than me again, you little bitch. The next time I see you, you better be calling me and my wife “My Lady’. Do you hear me? Do you understand me?” Oh man she is mad as all hell. I mean she is wet cat mad and no way was I going to interfere. I figure she is just beginning to work out a few of her demons. I think by the time we get to school on Morgaday that word will have gotten around not to push her buttons or pick on those she cares for. At least I hope so, if not this is going to be a very interesting year.
When she finally calmed down and quit smacking Bethany she let go of her hair. Looking over at me she just smiled and said. “Well, kitten, are you ready to go home?” looking around at four out cold bodies I make a quick decision.
“Yes, love, let’s go home.” I walk over take her hand and lead out of the alley. Once back on the main street I grin as we head for our hover car. “You do know that your beating the crap out of Bethany is going to reach epic proportions right?’
“Oh hell, I didn’t think of that. What if she calls the cops?” Alice was starting to become afraid of that fact.
“Oh, those, four won’t be going to the police. However if you don’t control that temper of yours we just might get kicked out of school.”
“Oh, yah, you’re right. Sorry about that. I hadn’t thought of that. I’ll do better, I promise.”
“Don’t worry; I have a feeling that we’ll both have to do that. If not this is going to be a very interesting year.” As we head for home I had no idea of just how prophetic that last statement would be.
-----To Be Continued in the new series ‘School for Death’ -----
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Other books by the Author:
The Death Dealers Saga - Death’s Own Daughter
Book 1: Into the Fire once more
Book 2: Out of the Ashes
Book 3: Birth of a New Legend
The Death Dealers Saga - School Time for Death
Book 4: Tendrils of Control – (Nov 2015)
Book 5: Resurrection – (Nov 2015)
The Death Dealers Saga - Knights of Death
Book 6: Knights of Death – TBA – Current project.
The Marshals Saga
Book 1: Embracing Justice – TBA – Current Project.
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